Chapter 338

Information from the outside world?

On Chieftain Di Yelong's thin, dark face, shame and panic appeared, and he bent down: "I have failed the Hero's trust and did not complete the task the Hero gave me."

Before leaving last time, the Hero asked him to contact the oasis where the half-orcs were to obtain more information and intelligence from the outside, but there were no gains.

Chieftain Di Yelong knew very well that these oasis humans could survive safely until now entirely by relying on the Hero's power.

If the Hero abandoned them, the consequences...

Chieftain Di Yelong couldn't help but feel despair in his heart, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Hero, please give us another chance; we will definitely not let you down again."

Ya Ya Laer's wheat-colored face turned pale in a flash, and she spoke excitedly in a hurry.

After hearing those words just now, she felt that Tang Zheng had learned the information he wanted from the mouth of that terrible and terrifying giant dragon, and they, the oasis humans, could not help the Hero at all.

They were no longer useful...

Ya Ya Laer's eyes turned red, living in this desolate land lacking various resources and hardship.

She knew that to get something from others, one must show corresponding value or have things that can be exchanged.

Looking at the suddenly excited Ya Ya Laer and the other.

Tang Zheng was dumbfounded, feeling that the two thought too much; he had no intention of abandoning this place.

On the contrary, after learning the detailed information about this area from the Dragonman Ladong, he became even more concerned about this area.

This place was in a remote area in the far east, possessing a large area of desolate desert; besides the half-orc kingdom that ruled this area on the periphery, there were no other powerful forces.

In case the future "Great Tomb of Nazarick" could not be blocked, this place was suitable as a place to retreat.

The reason why the Dragonman Ladong could survive until now was because this place was too remote!

"Chieftain Di Yelong, how many young and strong people are left among the entire oasis humans?"

Tang Zheng originally wanted to explain, but the words reached his lips and he took them back; with his current prestige among the oasis humans, too much explanation would make people think too much.

"There are 2,137 people." Chieftain Di Yelong responded quickly, accurate to the single digit.

After all, the total population of the entire tribe was already less than 5,000; as the chieftain, he had to know every tribesman.

Half of the young and strong population was actually a bit scary, but it was normal for the oasis humans; having experienced the Gray Dwarf war, food shortages, and other reasons, there were naturally very few old people.

Tang Zheng pondered briefly: "The large amount of food obtained from the Gray Dwarves should be able to maintain the supply, Ya Ya Laer."

"Yes!" Ya Ya Laer stood straight and responded immediately.

"During this time, you will train all the young and strong." Tang Zheng arranged.

The number of humans was too small to launch a war or even occupy the half-orc empire, so Tang Zheng planned to organize the oasis humans into some kind of "Society" force to take action.

Hearing this.

The panic in the eyes of Chieftain Di Yelong and Ya Ya Laer disappeared; the Hero clearly had not abandoned them.

"I will definitely not let the Hero down!" Ya Ya Laer responded happily.

Training the young and strong?

Chieftain Di Yelong thought more; the oasis humans were not afraid of death or injury; no matter what the Hero wanted to do in the future, as long as there was the Hero's protection, it was enough.

Abelion Hills.

Tang Zheng brought the Dragonman Ladong back to the hilly area.

Thanks to the fact that the opponent also possessed the passive ability of "Fire Attribute Nullification," he could pass through the magma; otherwise, he would have to kill the opponent once and resurrect him.

Black Ancient Castle.

This was a castle with a strange and weird appearance built jointly by races such as Blue Maggots and Ogres; it was said that it was built by the demi-humans controlled by that red-robed magic caster member of 【Zuranon】.

Now.

This castle had been occupied by the twin witches and others as their current base camp.

There were only three people in the hall.

The Witch Cuiye had a melancholy face, her eyes a little dazed, and she sat tiredly on the wooden chair at the round table.

Becoming the King of Demi-humans in this hilly area for no reason, she was a little excited and thrilled at first, but now, she felt that she was really not suitable to be a king to rule this hilly area.

Although it was said to be only in name for now...

"I should have refused if I had known." The Witch Cuiye muttered to herself in a low voice, raising her hand to support her forehead.

"Hee hee."

Seeing her sister's bitter face, like the expression after eating some kind of extremely bitter fruit, the Witch White-Mist couldn't help but let out a light laugh:

"Even if you say so, sister, you wouldn't dare to refuse the master's order."

The Witch Emerald-Leaf reached out and knocked on the table, glared at the Witch White-Mist, and expressed dissatisfaction with her sister's schadenfreude.

"Crusch Lulu, what do you think we need to do next?" The Witch Cuiye looked at the third person in the hall and asked for advice.

Through contact during this time.

She found that the Lizardman Crusch Lulu seemed more suitable than her to be the king to rule this hilly area, so she would ask for the other's opinion on some things recently.

When she was in the Great Wetland before.

The Witch Cuiye had vaguely heard that there was a different kind of Lizardman in the Lizardman tribe; she didn't expect to become colleagues now.

The other was also a chieftain of a Lizardman tribe before, so it was no wonder she was familiar with some things.

The Lizardman Crusch Lulu did not respond immediately; her white-scaled claws were folded on the wooden table, and her red pupils flashed with thoughtful light.

After a brief contemplation.

"I feel that the hills have just suffered from the dual disaster of the undead and drought, so it is not suitable for big changes."

The Lizardman Crusch Lulu's voice was soft, and the white-scaled tail behind her swayed gently.

"Is that so."

The Witch Cuiye also agreed a little, but a trace of worry appeared on her face: "The master's purpose should be to let us control the entire hills; if we let it go, will there be a situation out of control?"

"That's right."

The Witch White-Mist tilted her upper body, shaking her shoulders from time to time like she had a disease, and spoke with some fear and anger: "That 'Seven-Colored Scale' Kokesh is not a character to get along with."

"Although he obeys our arrangements on the surface, he actually has a lot of little thoughts."

"And the 'Beast General' Hekete Weishi, as the other one of the 'Ten Heroes' currently remaining in the original hills, although his attitude is friendly, his true thoughts are unknown."

Mentioning these two.

There was silence in the hall, and all three were a little afraid.

After all, these two were solid demi-human powerhouses in the "Hero Realm"; one had powerful individual strength, and the other could even "fight ten" by controlling the army.

None of the three of them were opponents.

"Because of the master, Go-Jin stands on our side, so it's not impossible to contend." The Witch White-Mist stopped shaking, and her pleasant voice sounded:

"And Crusch Lulu can use the fourth-rank magic to create rain clouds, which has huge prestige among the current hill demi-humans."

"Not enough." The Witch Cuiye shook her head.

Demi-humans revere the strong; relying solely on the prestige of the Lizardman Crusch Lulu is not enough to conquer all demi-humans.

Compared to this point, the prestige of that "Seven-Colored Scale" Kokesh is higher!

"As long as the master is here, these are not problems; any 'Seven-Colored Scale' Kokesh or 'Beast General' Hekete Weishi can be easily solved."

The Witch White-Mist spread her palms, leaned on the back of the chair, and said with a relaxed smile.

"White-Mist."

The Witch Cuiye reminded her seriously: "You can't rely on the master for everything."

"Every plan the master has in the hilly area has a meaning we cannot understand, whether it is the human Holy Kingdom, the Slane Theocracy, or even the terrible 【Zuranon】 Alliance Leader."

"They were all played in the palm of the master's plan."

When the Witch Cuiye said this, there was a trace of excitement and fanaticism in her tone.

As a participant, although she didn't know the master's overall plan, during this time, through communication with the Witch White-Mist and the Lizardman Crusch Lulu.

The three verified each other; clearly, the entire hill event had ended, but they could only see the framework of the master's plan in general.

"Master is too amazing." The Witch White-Mist supported her chin with both hands and agreed with worship.

With the power of one person, he created such a huge hill event, but no one noticed it; instead, he was able to withdraw calmly, even received thanks from all parties, and obtained control of the hilly area.

Thinking of this.

All three of the Witch Cuiye had a kind of worship of "sharing the honor."

"If it were just relying on strength, the master could destroy these rebellious guys among the demi-humans alone."

"Since the master let us control the hilly area, he should want us to truly control the Abelion Hills, not control it in a rough way."

The Witch Cuiye said her thoughts, but still had no ideas.

"Miss Enri..." The Lizardman Crusch Lulu whispered a name, but closed her mouth before she finished speaking.

"Enri is currently following the 'Beast General' Hekete Weishi, learning the ability to command troops, and is clearing out those residual undead in the hilly area."

The Witch Cuiye shook her head and spoke calmly.

Although she didn't say it explicitly, the meaning was very clear; some things were not suitable for Enri to know.

"It would be good if Enri really mastered that power; 'Seven-Colored Scale' Kokesh must have obtained detailed information about Enri from the 'Beast General' Hekete Weishi."

The Witch White-Mist snorted coldly and spoke with some dissatisfaction:

"Knowing that Enri cannot freely exert that terrifying power, he has become arrogant during this time."

"Alright." The Witch Cuiye frowned and interrupted.

Speaking of which.

Among the twin witches, the Witch Cuiye had a relatively better relationship with Enri.

The Witch White-Mist didn't appear much usually, and plus most of the time later, she stayed in the hilly area, so her perception of Enri was relatively average.

The hall fell into silence again.

Clearly, none of the three had a good entry point for the time being.

The Witch Cuiye pondered for a long time, her amber pupils fell on the Lizardman Crusch Lulu opposite, and suddenly said: "Crusch Lulu, why are you working so hard?"

"Ah?"

The Lizardman Crusch Lulu was stunned.

"I can see that you should have some kind of appeal, right." The Witch Cuiye smiled.

"Probably..."

"Probably I want to bring the Lizardman tribesmen living in the Great Wetland to the Abelion Hills."

"The environment and resources here are richer, which should allow the tribe to have better development."

The Lizardman Crusch Lulu's hands folded on the wooden table swayed unnaturally, and she spoke in a low voice.

"Is that so." The Witch White-Mist was a little surprised; it was the first time she learned the Lizardman Crusch Lulu's thoughts:

"You are really suitable to be a chieftain."

Hearing this, the Lizardman Crusch Lulu suddenly became a little embarrassed.

Opposite.

The Witch Cuiye was thoughtful; she captured a useful piece of information from the Lizardman Crusch Lulu's words.

"Foreign aid"!

The reason why their control over the demi-humans in the hilly area was low was because there were only a few of them, and there were no tribesmen.

"Baiwu and I are only two people, there are no tribesmen; Crusch Lulu's Lizardman tribesmen are a good choice."

"This matter needs the master's consent, and it's too late now; perhaps we can first win over those demi-human tribes with fewer people."

The Witch Cuiye was thoughtful.

Hum—

Suddenly.

Ripples suddenly spread in the air not far away, and then a terrible pressure surged, causing the Witch Cuiye and the other two to change their expressions, as if they were being stared at by some terrible beast.

The next moment!

A figure appeared in the hall.

"Oh, are all three of you here?" Tang Zheng looked at the three and greeted them with a smile.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Mas, ter."

The alert expressions of the three disappeared, and two respectful voices and one slightly hesitant and nervous voice sounded.

Sensing the magic fluctuations surging reflexively on the three.

"Did the influence of the 'Dragon Might' generated on the Dragonman Ladong spread over during the teleportation?"

Tang Zheng's eyes flashed with thought, and he glanced at the Lizardman Crusch Lulu unexpectedly: "The other's address to herself before was not Master, but always 'Human Lord'."

"Did she change her address together with the Witch Cuiye and the other?"

Tang Zheng didn't care about these small things.

"Are you three gathered together because you encountered any trouble?" Tang Zheng asked curiously.

The Witch Baiwu and the Lizardman Crusch Lulu looked at each other, a little hesitant.

"No, Master."

The Witch Cuiye spoke first.

"En."

Tang Zheng nodded: "Has that group of Dark Dwarves in the hills been settled with the Dwarf craftsmen?"

"They have been settled; this group of Dark Dwarves is very obedient and is currently commanded by the Dwarf craftsmen." The Witch Cuiye responded immediately.

"That's good."

"Let this group of Dwarves forge 2,000..., or 3,000 sets of magic armor and weapons; there should be no shortage of raw materials in the current hills."

Tang Zheng ordered; he planned to prepare a complete set of magic items for the oasis humans first: "I will give you a list of specific equipment."

Since there were craftsmen who could be used in his hands, there was no reason not to use them.

(End of chapter)